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face the east
wait for the sun
relief from above
five months in the dark
bitter winds bitter words
under cobwebs and dirt
and concrete walls
the cold snakes through our veins
as we sweat out our aggression
it doesn't mean much
precarious above a bridge worn thin by ice
and the promise of sun
doesn't mean much

come and burn me please
bring me to my knees
and the promise of sun
doesn't mean much
we're still raging

precarious above a bridge worn thin by ice
and the promise of sun
doesn't mean much

come and burn me please
beneath the greens of trees
and promises
they don't mean much

Track Name: coins

save, save our souls
no fuck no
you'll try and i'll try
not to die
save
save our souls
fuck no
coins on your eyes
and ill stare
ill stare through you
and the coins in your eyes

you're running in circles
and see the cuts
they run through me in pinks and purples
thin wet flesh
i'll stare through you
break me
break it all
with the coins on your eyes
and i can't destroy you
with your words from another world
if you suffer for it in this life
it doesn't mean it's right
and when you enforce your backwards ideas
i care nothing for your strife

funneled abyss narrows down in fogs of exhaust as winds whip vengeance for convenience, not for a lack of disagreements. there's not much left to chase and fewer things to fight for, born into a losing war where the battlefields have already been sewn with seeds of misconception and deceit. and this shit ain't folk and we'll never be lovely so i'll scream until i die because it's cheaper than therapy. i don't understand how you can claim to be a spiritual man, if you believe that god created the land why wouldn't you protect it with everything you have.
"and i brought you into a plentiful land to enjoy it's fruits and it's good things, but you defiled my land and made my heritage an abomination.-- the fear of you and the terror of you will be on every beast of the earth, every bird of the sky, with everything that creeps on the ground and all the fish of he sea.--look at the birds in the air that they do not sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet they are fed."
when you suffer for it in this life
that doesn't mean it's right and when you enforce destructive ideas for wealth
i care nothing for your life.
you're in your circles running around blinded to real life with coins on your eyes
we wont get another try in another life